Chapter 43

ALESSANDRO

“If you hurt even a strand of hair on her head, I’ll kill you!” I warned, the phone to my face, aggravated. Charles had indeed gone too far.

“Oh… too late. Your orders didn’t come sooner, sire. My boys already had their turns with her,” he answered.

“Damn you, you f**ker, I’ll find you,” I said, agitated, blood boiling and anger rising, but still trying to keep my voice down.

“I want you to find me…” Charles responded with a malicious tone.

The same place where the incident took place—he went back to Italy. I’m on my way, Ria.

***

Alessandro stepped off the plane as it landed in Italy, his heart racing with determination and worry. As he made his way through the airport, he couldn’t help but think about Ria’s well-being as well as the secrets buried deep within the walls of that building.

The incident that took place twenty years ago still haunted him to this day.

“Boss… we’re right behind you,” Giovanni said.